Random and Arbitrary thoughts, rants, opinions, and musings.
From a sometimes cynical and cranky Mom.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

My very best moments...

Not.

A couple years ago, I was Tess's Brownie Girl Scout Leader. We had some big event in the gym on the little tiny Army installation at Schinnen, The Netherlands, and I had tons of stuff to haul there and set up and haul away again.

I was loading stuff into my car after it was over. I took a bunch of stuff out, set it on the hood, got the car unlocked, and dumped it on the front seat and went back in to the gym get another load...

When I got in I realized I didn't have my car keys anymore and the car was locked.

So I got somebody to call the MPs and this very nice ( and young. When did soldiers get so young? Oh, yeah, when I got older) MP came out to help me get into the car.

We were trying to get it unlocked and not having any luck, so he went to check about calling a locksmith.

It was then that I realized that I was wearing my jacket and a zip up hoodie under it, and that I had stuck the car keys in the pocket of the hoodie.

And then I realized that the driver's door was unlocked.

Yeah. I felt like a genius. I told the baby MP that I found the keys. I really didn't think I needed to mention that the car had been unlocked the whole time.

That so sounds like something I would do. At least, though, he didn't get the door open and you immediately lay the keys in the front seat and close the door when you turn to sign the paperwork. Yes, I'd locked the car again. When the guy quit laughing, he unlocked the door again -- and didn't even charge me!

Okay -- updating my profile because I never removed the guinea pigs from it, even though they have been elsewhere for months.

Um...new obsession (HA) the elliptical trainer in the garage. I hate the thing, but today I burned 395 calories. I know. I so wanted to burn 5 more to make it an even 400, but then I would be at 50 minutes and 19 seconds, so I would have to make that round out to an even 51 minutes, and then the mileage could be rounded up to a more even number, and then the calories would be just a few away from 450, but then I could do just a few more seconds, then another few hundredths of a mile, and so on until finally I would fall off, hit my head, end up in the hospital with another nasty concussion, and gain weight because I am bedridden. It was so much easier to just burn the 395 calories.

We moved from the Sonoran desert of southern Arizona to the almost Arctic of Anchorage. I like the winters of Anchorage better than the summers of Tucson, so far.

Still have three kids, the oldest one is a freshman at the U of Arizona (dang it, now I will have to edit this again in a few months), the other two live on Fort Richardson with me and the dogs and the husband.

Other obsessions...my camera, my IPod Touch, my sewing machine. Fabric. Definitely fabric. Dishes. It's a thing females in my family have, an obsession with dishes. Pottery, and earthenware. Silver, definitely. Not crystal and china though. I am not a big fan of the fussy and overly ornate, and both crystal and china tend to fall into those categories, to me. Plus if I have delicate dishware, then I can't have the kids wash the dishes or put it in the dishwasher.

Other than that, I weigh too much, sleep too little, am very liberal, rabidly pro-choice, find it insane this country does not have universal health care, and think the world may be a better place with Obama at the helm. Oh, yeah, and chocolate. Much much chocolate.